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The Unlikely Candidates

Trampoline

 

Trampoline

(album: Follow My Feet - 2013)


Everybody's crazy for pretending they're not
Used to be as kids, but I guess we forgot
How many years does it take to unlearn?
Life's just a game and it's just your turn

I look out the window at my old trampoline
Forgotten and rusted like all of my dreams
Maybe the best thing that I can do
Is begin again and start things a new

So I'll beat the drum and scream at the sun
Trampoline, up, up, up, down
Begin again and find a new end
Trampoline, up, up, up, down
Trampoline

She led me by the hand to the trampoline
My muse walked me through my dizzy drunken dream
Young lovers making heat on a summer night
Her lily skin burning naked and bright

We confessed to each other that we felt the same
She pulled me in close and softly breathed my name
Wish I could stare again into those eager honest eyes
That now in my mind glare at me with despise

So I'll beat the drum and scream at the sun
Trampoline, up, up, up, down
Begin again and find a new end
Trampoline, up, up, up, down
Trampoline

Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
Wish I could go back and a just rewind
And see the world through a newborn's eyes
Strip my consciousness of its filters and i's favorite lies

I'm tired of being one of the living dead
Walking through their doldrums to their icy beds
They exchange cold shakes and disposable smiles
A mess of unhappiness and denial

I just want to dance in the pouring rain
Not care if people call me insane
Live and love like I've never been hurt
Come home happy covered in dirt

So I'll beat the drum and scream at the sun
Trampoline, up, up, up, down
Begin again and find a new end
Trampoline, up, up, up, down
Trampoline

I want to see your face and not feel a thing
I want to hear your name and not feel its sting
I want to be pure, I want to be cured of this degenerative disease
These dark dreams and these lies that I believe
Oh, trampoline

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